Lloraré traducción al Inglés

I'll cry my eyes out if you leave.
But I will also know how to stand up
I'll cry my eyes out if you leave.
Because then the world will be a rather strange place.

The buildings on the avenues must become gray, I know.
The warm sun of before must be extinguished a little more.
They must be mutated into cubist paintings
The once dazzling landscapes
But, if the being wants, he will find a way
Although, on the margins, forestry prevails
But, if the being wants it, he will find a way
Breaking ground in the mud of the immense ideal

It will light the way, it will light
Your warm blood
It will light the way, it will light
Your warm blood
It will light the way, it will light
Your warm blood
It will light the way

I will cry a river, I will feel
The dark earth opens beneath my feet
I'll cry my eyes out if you leave.
But I also know that when I wake up, I will be reborn.

The damned must be saved, I know.
The most indecipherable universes must be expanded
They must be embodied in Corinthian capitals
Our story of mere strollers
Because, if the being wants, he will find a way
Although darkness reigns on the margins
But, if the being wants it, he will find a way
Cauterizing wound in the madness of the immense mud

It will light the way, it will light
Your warm blood
It will light the way, it will light
Your warm blood
It will light the way, it will light
Your warm blood
It will light the way